Stepson Goes Back To The Future To Fuck His Stepmom

It's terrible.

Well, you're safe and sound now. Back in good old 1955.

1955?

You're my ma...

I'm Lorraine.

You're so thin.

Just relax. You've got a big bruise on your head.

Ow.

Um, where are my pants?

Um, over there. On my hope chest.

I've never seen purple underwear

before, Calvin.

Calvin? Why do you keep calling me Calvin?

Well, that's your name, isn't it? Calvin Kleen?

It's written all over your underwear.

No. People call me Marty.

Oh.

Well, pleased to meet you, Marty.

Come on.

Do you mind if I sit here?

Yeah, it's fine. Sure.

That's a big bruise you've got there.

Lorraine, you up there?

Shit, it's my dad.

Quick, put your pants back on.

They're leaving soon.

Come downstairs when they're gone.

Hi Marty.

So your folks are out? They sure are. We're all alone now.

What's wrong? Don't you like me?

There's no need to be shy.

I'm not shy, I just don't want your parents to get mad.

Silly, they'll be gone for hours.

Is it hot in here, or is it just me?

Wow, it's really sudden.

Oh shit, Mom, Mom, Mom, baby, you can't be taking your clothes off in front of me.

Why not? I mean, it's fine.

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